Rustling through the cheese drawer and finding a block of cheese with mold on it that has a sell by by date over a month away from now. I am not pleased. I was going to use that cheese tomorrow with my dinner. >.<
Reading a lot of theorycrafting for WoW—while I know this sounds hyperbolic—I've started to feel that trying to design a relatively balanced game for millions of people really does have similarities to creating economic and social policy for a just society. The only significant difference is the magnitude of the stakes.
And you wonder if people will miss you when you are gone? You want to know if anything you did here would have any impact after you left? Well, It wasn't just a matter of you taking your ball and going home, you had to destroy your references so your replacement wouldn't be able to have access to them. You also went through MY things...
Planning my birthday festivities - a small gathering at my BF's house - loading into Uber cabs - Making it rain at Secrets (DC male strip club)! #baller - DC area peeps are encouraged to join... Shevonne? Pea? Others... ? August 10th - 10:30 pm - Secrets/Ziegfield's. In lieu of gifts, I'll be accepting ones.
I saw myself in a full length mirror, and my booty is particularly bubblicious and bouncy today. I thought of Monique and how she would approve (and maybe smack it) and instead of being bummed about my giant ass, I smiled. THANK YOU, MOMO.